Warning: Erotic Material Something about the Berne convention, a few thou shalt nots, and a warning not to try this at home girls. It is fiction guys, try not to take it as gospel... You might go blind. ;) This was going to be too easy. The cliche came to mind: like taking candy from a baby. He had dropped the two bait girls at the door then parked the van. A public swimming pool. No one would expect this, nor would they see it coming. Also as it turned out, he picked a good day for this. There had to be twenty-five girls there for a birthday party. "Happy 10th Allie!" streamers emblazoned on the south pavilion. He looked to the church tower on the corner. Bekka was trenched. Not only was she to be the first shot fired, she would also take out any Police interference, should they take too long to do this. Over his shoulder, Roni was in a blind of her own atop the roof of the Middle School, ready to do the same. Her job was making sure that all adults died quickly. Two of his best girls followed behind him as he drew the silenced .44 Judge. He loved loading this thing with .410 gauge shotgun shells. And it fired so fast. His first shot, a man in his mid twenties, changing his two year old son into swim trunks. The pistol made a little more sound than he planned, but some one had cranked the music outside. No one heard as one shot made both semi-naked males fall to the floor. Kelly and Emma already had four girls gagged and tied before he entered the female changing area. Three older women on the floor, one still in convulsion from a head wound. Kelly and Emma nodded at him, stone-faced. As soon as his head poked into the fenced area of the public pool, Roni, Bekka, Emma, and Kelly let fly with all weapons. In just a few seconds, all adults and all males were writhing on the ground in pain, most fatally. Not one collateral; all females under puberty were screaming and running in a mad havoc. Those who had tried to run for the locked gates now clung to them as if their lives depended on them. They didn't. He had no intentions of killing anyone else. He was finished within these fences. He watched Roni scamper down the rope from the top of the school, her tiny bare butt shining in the sunlight. He wondered how she was managing the decent without rope burn between her legs. Then again, maybe she enjoyed that kind of thing. Once on the ground she ran for the school bus that had already been hot-wired and sat waiting for the girls that they were kidnapping to be loaded onto. Emma and Kelly were slowly herding the girls into a crowded circle. Each one was now zip-tied; hand behind their backs. "Ladies," he shouted, "There is no further cause to be scared. Where you are going you will love it. These girls do. And I make no apologies for saying that you should try it, and if you don't like it you can come home. But once you've been there, I doubt that will happen. "We will need each of you to find a seat on that bus over there. And once you are sitting down, you may enjoy the ride to your new home." He turned for a second, then paused and turned back to them as if forgetting something. "Oh, and you won't need those clothes." Kelly instructed each girl to stand in single file and once Emma had cut the swimsuits from each of them Roni ushered them to the bus. "Three more minutes, my Nude Ninjas" He said looking at his watch. He dropped his trunks to the ground and strode to the bus. His count stood at forty-three. Twenty more than he planned. He smiled. He bounded back off the bus as Roni was bringing a little blonde in the six year old range to the bus. The look on Roni's face was mortification. He wondered what the problem was. He followed her back on the bus and in full view of the sixteen girls that were already on the bus, she took his erection into her mouth. In his moment of bliss he remembered his hard and fast rule that the girls aren't allowed to waste his erections. He leaned against the railing as she slurped him into oblivion. She continued his ministrations even for a bit after his seed exploded and swam down her throat. The mind blowing tingle from a girl who was only just eight with the thickest brown, curly hair he had ever seen. He loved it when it was her turn to bed with him. Her curls caressing his shoulders as he held her at night. He had yet to penetrate her, but her time would be soon. She was up to three of her fingers now, and he wasn't exactly endowed. Though he had noticed considerable growth these past few months. Once she was finished she had to escort them two at a time now as she had gotten behind the stripping process. The shiny blonde hair of Emma now brought two as well. He had walked back to the single file line after picking up his headset. "Anything Bekka?" "I hearing them Sir, but no eyes yet." "We're almost through here. Stay sharp." "Yes Sir." Kelly was the oldest at ten and her nearly black hair was to her waist in shiny straight strands that covered her as if she had clothes on. She would drive the bus. Emma and Roni would cover the bus with supressing fire if necessary, and he would drive the Mustang to the church to extract Bekka, then provide a runner for the Police to chase while the bus got away. So far the Police were behind his schedule. Not a bad thing. But adults are adults and the only good one is a dead one. He as glad his girls didn't think that about him though. He smiled as he dropped his bare ass into the soft cloth seats of the black Cobra R. He waited until the bus clutched and took off. Then he started the car and sped out of the lot. He was hearing the shots now. Bekka was sniping the Police cars. He only had a small amount of time before the few on duty Police would call in the more formidable Sheriff Department. The bus was headed straight toward the Police station on purpose. They probably would not think anything about a school bus until someone actually called in to tell them that they saw one drive from the pool. And the beauty of this was, no one would think of that because this small town's bus garage was on the same land as the public pool and the middle school buildings. It wasn't uncommon for a mechanic to be test driving repairs during the summer. They might make the connection too late as the two dead mechanics would tell the story quickly. But when would they find them? Long after the girls were already in the warehouse. Bekka had descended the same way Roni had and was now climbing into the car. "All three officers on duty came from the same direction. Two disabled. One was calling for back up." He reached across and gently slid his hand between her neck and her short cropped brown hair. He pulled her to him and kissed her. She returned the kiss. "I owe you a good fuck tonight." "Yes Sir, you do," she smiled impishly.